Yearning for adventure it is hard to sit still. Looking out the window, nothing on the calendar, expeditions seem distant. Edgy, cagy, pacing, unable able to escape, I seek a way out of this box into the wild beyond. There is freedom in wilderness. Room to breathe and be authentic.
“A world without wilderness is a cage.” - Dave Brower.
Sleeping outside isn’t a privilege but a necessity.
There is nothing worse, after days of falling asleep by a babbling brook and waking up to a choir chirping birds, than to go inside a house with insulated walls and an obstructive roof.
This torturous invention, a cage, a box, prevents you from seeing or hearing anything of importance
I fight against the urge to put my tent up in the back yard if only because in agreeing to live in a neighborhood of people I have inherently accepted their set of societal norms.
It may be a few more days before I explode, but there is no mistaking that wilderness is a requirement for sanity. Where we have anxiety, depression, and hate, this ‘lack of wildness’ is undiagnosed in many others.
Make time to free yourself and find a bit of nature.